"Ye Ye shook the lightning, and he was restless. Hundreds of rivers are boiling, and the mounds are collapsing. The high bank is the valley, and the deep valley is the mausoleum. Those who mourn the present are not punished. ”

This is the description of natural disasters in the "Book of Songs, Xiaoya, and the Turn of October", which vividly describes the great changes of lightning and thunder, the boiling of hundreds of rivers, the cracking of landslides, the transformation of mountains into deep valleys, and the transformation of deep valleys into high mountains.

Zhen Qian lay on the carriage to Songpu City, and gently read the poems about disasters in the "Book of Songs" in his mouth, "Hao Hao Haotian, not Jun Qide." Mourn the famine and behead the four countries. "The drought is very great, and there are insects and insects." "The drought is great, and the mountains and rivers are cleansed. The drought is cruel, such as burning. ”

Along the way, there is no need for Zhen Qian to warn others at this time, the ground on the trees is already crawling with locusts, the first mature locusts flapping their wings and making a "buzzing" sound flying everywhere without a head, and the immature locusts on the river beach are already jumping on the ground, looking for the nearest food around them, so as to store food for their last metamorphosis.

The carriage drove over the official road, crushing the locusts on the road, making a "squeak, squeak" sound, and some locusts flew down on the roof of the carriage, attracted by the food in the carriage, and fluttered and landed on the curtains, which was dense and even a little scary.

Zhen Qian in the carriage caught a locust, just glanced at it, and then nailed it to the wooden board with a thin nail through the locust's head, and the wooden board had already been neatly nailed with many locusts of different sizes, from large to small, sorted into several rows, and I didn't know what I was doing?

A servant girl in a strong suit watched Zhen Qian's every move indifferently, the dagger in her hand flashed in Zhen Gan's ears, the knife flashed, and a locust that didn't know where it came in was split in half, and then picked up and threw out of the carriage with the tip of the knife.

Another handmaid in a strong suit looked out of the carriage, a smile on the corner of her mouth, her slender and white long legs were between Zhen Gan's legs, and a delicate jade foot swayed at will, allowing Zhen Qian to hold a small brush and smear bright red dye on the fingertips of the silkworm feet, and his mouth let out a "hee-hee" laugh from time to time.

At this time, the driver's voice came from outside the carriage, "Master, Songpu City is almost here, should you go to the Guardian Mansion first, or the Drunken Immortal Tower?" ”

Zhen Qian dropped the dye in his hand and glanced out the window, the city wall of Songpu City was already faintly visible in the distance, and the distance from Qiuye Village to Songpu City was more than 300 miles, and it took three days to travel, which was already his fastest speed.

"Go to the Guardian Mansion first, don't make Fujiwara Brush Male wait for a long time!"

It's just that only five or six days have passed, and the locust plague has begun to appear, Fujiwara Shuxiong began to be anxious at this time, and on the way he actually met three waves of Japanese people who came to meet him, urging him to hurry up to Matsuura City to discuss disaster relief.

When I arrived at the Guardian's Mansion, someone passed in, and after a while, a middle-aged man came out of it, with a worried look on his face, and saw Zhen Qian standing in front of the mansion, with a look of displeasure on his face, and shouted to the surrounding men: "Zhen Lang is a close friend of this official, and he is also an envoy of the kingdom, you even have to pass the word to stop it, and everyone will go to get five whips, if there is a next time, it will definitely be severely punished!" ”

"Don't waste your courtesy!" Zhen Qian bowed to the visitor and said, "Don't blame them, they were let in and given a certain thin noodles, and the matter will be over!" ”

"A group of minions, don't thank Zhen Ying for sending the envoy yet!"

The person who came was Fujiwara Brush Hero, and now Fujiwara Brush Male is no longer the original when he was in charge of Hizen Country, the door control is strict, and the official authority is flourishing, ordinary people want to see Fujiwara Brush Male side is as difficult as climbing to the sky, at this time Zhen Qian naturally knows that Fujiwara Brush Male is no longer the original Fujiwara Brush Hero.

The thing that comes to himself is naturally Corporal Lixian, if Menzi is not used to showing off his martial arts, how can he stop himself, of course, everyone understands this meeting.

Zhen Qian walked into the main hall, Fujiwara Shuxiong asked people to serve tea, and before Zhen Qian could speak, he had already poured bitter water and said: "Zhen Lang! This time you really want to help me, the locust plague is probably much earlier than you and I expected, just came back from Akiba Village, I ordered people to start buying and hoarding grain, I don't know if someone leaked the news, or those grain merchants are extremely cunning have guessed something, the price of grain on the market has risen by fifty percent all of a sudden, and there is no market, I found a few grain merchants to discuss this matter, but I didn't expect that before I could speak, those grain merchants have begun to cry poor, angry with me! Now there are less than 300,000 stones of grain in the grain depot, if it is really as Zhen Lang said, the disaster year will last at least until after the summer harvest next year, of course, it may be longer, but ...... But now the food in my hands can only last for more than three months, and what if there are four or five months? ”

The rise in grain prices on the market also has something to do with Zhen Qian, one-third of the grain in the hands of grain merchants has gone into Zhen Gan's pocket, at this time Fujiwara Shuxiong suddenly bought grain, and it is strange that those grain merchants are not vigilant?

Now that the locust plague has been very obvious, grain merchants naturally know the importance of grain in disaster years, so it is strange not to hoard at this time?

300,000 stone grain can only last for three months, no wonder Fujiwara Shuxiong is in a hurry at this time.

"It doesn't matter! Fujiwara-kun ...... a little restless", Zhen Qian had already calculated in his heart, and said the countermeasure unhurriedly, this is not the time to hide it, "Didn't we have a plan before?" At this time, we should no longer cover the news of the locust plague, and we should notify all localities as soon as possible, so that all localities can begin to organize the people to kill the locusts, and you and I will come forward to buy locusts and start to gather people to make relief food, as for those grain merchants, ....... ”

Zhen Qian's face showed a hideous look, he didn't have the slightest good impression of those grain merchants who hoarded Juqi and prepared to send disaster money, and there were eggs under the nest, since those grain merchants were unwilling to advance and retreat with the Feiqian country, then wait for the thunder means!

"Fujiwara-kun might as well convene the grain merchants under his rule again and explain everything, but make a promise that as long as the grain merchants are willing to hand over the excess grain in their hands, next year's tax revenue can be reduced by one or two percent, and if they have other calculations, they might as well say it, of course, if these grain merchants are stubborn, they might as well kill them!"

"This ......!"

Fujiwara Shuxiong naturally knows what Zhen Qian means, Zhen Qian reminded him before, wealth is moving, eyes are black, copper coins are yellow, no one will be disgusted with money, these grain merchants may not give up this opportunity to make a lot of money, now is the time for Fujiwara Shuxiong to choose, whether he wants to maintain the relationship with the grain merchants, watching the displacement of the victims under his rule, or taking the opportunity to suppress the grain merchants, in exchange for the people under his rule to spend this disaster year, completely in Fujiwara Shuxiong's thoughts.

"Good! I listen to Zhen Lang! ”

offended more than a dozen big grain merchants and saved two or three hundred thousand people, this account is actually not difficult to calculate, the question is whether Fujiwara has such courage?

(End of chapter)